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[liketofu]

Who: Draftees + makeshift med clinic volunteers. You want to jump in? C'mon in!
What: Treating the draftees. Got an injury? Dehydrated? Come here.
When: 12.01 am on the 7th onwards.
Where: Plaza.
Summary: Treatment! Healing! Resting! Do you really want to weave your way back at 12 am?
Rating: Could get bloody....?

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[seleniahymn]

[Everything was so much more quiet now, although rain still fell around her. It took her a moment to realize that she was no longer fighting alongside Frey and Sheena on the defensive lines, trying to keep the Third Party from reaching the base camp where the injured were. The abrupt return to the village tonight had been nothing like the draft before.

Her first thought is to make her way home, to ensure Nephry knew of the Fon Master's condition and that he made it back safely. Unfortunately the deep wound at her side is protesting any sort of movement on her part.]

[asterism_angel]

[Like all other volunteers, Cheria has been waiting for the draftees to return from the battlefield. She couldn't stand knowing that they'd been out there for so long, fighting for everyone's sake, while she herself hadn't been able to do anything. Helping them now was the least she could do to repay them, even if their participation wasn't voluntary.

As soon as she spots Tear kneeling on the ground, she rushes over to the woman, ready to inspect her for any injuries.]

Are you all right?

[seleniahymn]

[Tear glances up to get a look at the person addressing her, not recognizing her. But the look on her face didn't seem like one that would be on the face of an enemy, so she has no reason to be more cautious than she should be.]

... Please, if you could... [Her hand moves to her most dangerous wound, trying to stop the blood flow.]

[asterism_angel]

Of course! [She kneels to the ground beside Tear, directing both her hands to the injury. It looks like a terribly deep gash- Cheria can only hope her healing artes will be enough.]

Please, try to remain still. [And with that, her hands light up and healing magic sets to work on sealing the wound.]

[seleniahymn]

[The melodist does as she is instructed, being as still as she can be. She feels the pain lessen almost immediately as the flesh began to mend, but even she knew that this was more than just healing can fix. It'll be a few days of rest for her, it seems.]

Thank you, for being here and helping us... [She wasn't sure of what else she could say to this stranger who was helping her.]

[asterism_angel]

[Cheria would have advised those extra days of rest, even if her healing magic could fully mend the wound. What the draftees have been through can't have been easy.]

You're welcome. I'm just glad I am able to do my part. [Stranger or no stranger, it makes little difference to her. As long as she can help them, it's all fine.]